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Chapter 8 can't stop

Grandma drop, one for one, two, you do the first day I do fifteen!

You don't know how many legs this master has if you don't give you some cruel medicine!

Fyren smiled and said, "You want me to calm down? Yes!"

He picked up a bottle of wine and put it on the coffee table. "Drink it."

First of all, Eliza never drank, she was such a poor drinker that she would get very drunk.

Second, Eliza had a very strong self-esteem, and had never been bullied or wronged in her life, so she had never drunk alcohol.

Fyren does not believe, he does not believe that Eliza's bottom line disappears, he does not believe that Eliza will indulge himself without limit, this is not the heroine's set, nor should it be her set.

I'm not a believer!

Eliza looked at Fyren with angry, sad eyes and tears in her eyes.

Fyren looked at Eliza, who had been forced to explode by himself, and suddenly felt distressed.

Eliza had grown up with no such grievance.

He doted on her for three years, licked her for three years, chased her for three years...

Three years, are their own obedience, compromise, whisper, every way to please.

She is always high above the appearance, but today, he is to let her bow in public.

Fyren shouted to himself:

Fyren, why do you love her? Don't be fooled by her little eyes, she... in short, you have to bear it!

You can't tangle with her, offend her as early as possible, and break up as early as possible.

"Wow, but these dark eyes... am I guilty?"

Fyren pretended not to care: "No? Do not drink, is not to give me face, do not give me face, is not to give me...... Face! I Fyren was in Syracuse but..."

Eliza suddenly grabbed the bottle, lifted her head and poured it into her mouth.

Everyone watched in silence.

Fyren watched the scene as noble, proud Eliza's mouth spilled wine and nervously clenched her hands to cheer herself on.

Fyren, don't love, don't love, don't love, love her is abuse!

"Don't really drink ah elder sister! Don't drink, you scold me a few words and turn to go well, really can't give me a mouth can also! What is this?"

Eliza suddenly choked, put the bottle down and began coughing.

Fyren breathed a sigh of relief. "Whew..."

But before she could recover herself, Eliza grabbed the bottle and began to refill it.

Fyren couldn't bear it and grabbed the bottle.

The two men looked at each other, and the room was eerily quiet.

Eliza, her eyes red and tearful, stared at Fyren as if to say:

Are you happy, Master Fyren? Are you satisfied, Master Fyren? Shall I drink more, Master Fyren?

Fyren looked away shamefully, afraid to look her in the eye, and whispered, "Yes, I'm sorry."

The manager next to him felt that he should stand up and flatter himself, and clapped his face: "Good!" Eliza is such a strong drinker, she really is..."

"Get out of here!

Fyren let out a roar.

The manager froze for a moment and quickly whispered, "Go, all go."

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All the waitresses and girls went out quickly.

Fyren exhaled and stood up. "Let's talk."

Walking down the halls of the club, Eliza was already staggering.

Fyren had nothing to say but remorse.

I don't mean to put you on the spot, but... how did it come to this?

Eliza's mind was not quite clear, and her steps faltered, and finally a stumble was held by Fyren first.

The last words that Eliza heard in her head were Fyren's inner thoughts:

I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to...

In a daze, Eliza cried, "Fyren... You are not human..."

Fyren hugged Eliza and sighed, "You're right, I'm not human."

Eliza's secretarial team panicked.

This is a situation they haven't dealt with.

The secretary general bowed respectfully. "That... Master Fyren, just leave Eliza with us. We'll take care of her."

Fyren looked at them, calm and sincere: "I won't hurt her, you don't have to worry."

Several secretaries were stunned.

Over the years, they've seen Fyren in various forms.

Shameless, nasty, self-consciously humorous, no bottom line...

I have never seen Fyren with such a sincere expression, such a sincere voice, and say such serious words.

For a moment, several girls are a little confused.

Fyren laughs wryly: "In short, Eliza was hurt by me today, and the guilt I feel now makes me want to strangle myself." Just trust me and give me a chance to make things right, okay?"

The secretary general was embarrassed and said, "Master Fyren, it's not that we don't believe you, but we think..."

In a daze Eliza put her arms around Fyren's neck as if she were talking in her sleep: "Go away, I'm fine."

Fyren and the secretarial team were baffled.

Is that too much or not too much?

The secretary general wanted to be sure: "Eliza, are you sure you're okay? Shall Fyren take you?"

"Chirping..."

Eliza put her arm around Fyren's neck, rubbed her face against Fyren's chest, and the sound of her petulant voice came out.

This makes all the secretarial teams even more confused.

First Fyren went off the deep end and became very scary.

And now Eliza showed more of a bashful girlishness than they had ever shown since they had known her.

The secretary general was sweating, "Eliza, I have to check with you if you've really had too much to drink, or..."

"You go away." Eliza said dreamily.

Fyren took Eliza in his arms and walked straight out of the club.

Zaring had already driven over and was grinning at Fyren.

As the car drove away, the secretary general stood his ground, frowning.

"Secretary General, this... Eliza had too much to drink and we handed her over to Master Fyren... It's so unprofessional!"

Another secretary said, "There is nothing we can do about it! Eliza was in and out of her senses, and we couldn't determine if she was really too drunk to make normal decisions, or if she was just... On the pretext of being drunk with Master Fyren."

"But... Eliza hated Master Fyren, didn't she?"

"But it was Eliza who came to Master Fyren on purpose today, and... You saw what happened."

The secretary sighed and watched the car disappear from sight, calmly:

"If Eliza really had too much to drink, tomorrow we're all dead."

...

Zaring drives himself.

Zaring's mean little eyes kept peeking around in the rearview mirror as he drove around.

Fyren kept wiping Eliza's face with the wet towel in the car, and asked Eliza if she was better, Eliza was confused, or she understood and confused for a while.

Zaring said, "Sir, I'm totally convinced! You're playing hard to get! I was wondering, how did you change sex and become a good person? I guess I still have that skill. High! It's really high!"

Fyren looked at him. "I'm just taking care of a girl I accidentally hurt. I don't have any dirty thoughts, okay?"

"Yes, I understand." Zaring presses his lips together and nods sincerely:

"To tell you the truth, sometimes I am really glad that I followed Master Fyren you, your upright personality and noble character has always been a model for me to learn and follow." I firmly believe that if all the people in the world were as kind, honest and compassionate as Master Fyren, the world would be a harmonious, beautiful and perfect world."

"Speaking of, I know a sex hotel, where hidden and private, all kinds of sex toys and equipment are available, as long as we give the manager a little money, he can provide us with a set of free multi-angle video system..."

Fyren, unable to engage with the pair, silently raises the glass. He can see Zaring, but Zaring can't see the back row and can't communicate.

Give him a little money? Is that free?

Fyren, no matter how immoral, will not do anything to take advantage of others.

He is a delivery boy in his own world, watching network novels, dabbling in all kinds of small movies, and can even be said to be half an expert.

But he knows very well that it is part of his private life and cannot be corrupted in reality.

My education and upbringing do not allow me to do such a thing.

Besides, can Eliza move? The leading man's woman can't move, it's an iron rule!

In every novel I read, there is no drama in which the heroine is defeated by the villain.

And if you move this idea, according to the plot, Otto will appear instantly.

No matter how hidden, Otto will find it. As for logic? Network novels manage your uncle's logic!

Even if you were on the moon trying to bully Eliza, Otto would have an adventure, jump out of the blue, and you would lose your bladder on the spot.

They absolutely can not say, but also will their own and the hero's hatred value instantly filled.

In front of Eliza, Otto would be so angry that he would frantically show his protective desire for her, and show how much he would hurt his heart and sacrifice himself for her...

So, how can the complex and intense emotions of the male protagonist be expressed?

At me!

Yeah, beat the shit out of me!

Maybe even castrate me, and burn my whole family to death in a fire.

Then he put his arms around Eliza, heartbroken, like an idol, martial arts, Qiongyao opera voice:

"Eliza, it's my fault I didn't protect you, blame me! You hit me! You scold me! That will make me feel better!"

"Oh no! Noooo! Noooo! I don't mind your hand being held by him, it's not your fault!"

"I Otto swear, from now on, I will never let anyone bully you with a finger, you are my woman, and always will be!"

Fyren shivered, nervously checking to see if any cars were following him.

Grandma Bear, for a moment of weakness, why did you actually bring the heroine into your own car?

God is witness! I mean no harm, you... You're the leading man, you have to be reasonable, you have to be moral, I'm not trying to do something bad, you can't hit me!

You can't castrate me.

eunuchs Is immoral.

Fyren lowered the isolation window: "Zaring, go home."

"Back to... Go home?"

"Is it hard to understand coming home? Damn you!"

"No, it's not hard to understand."

The night is deep.

Sitting in the back of the car, Fyren felt exhausted. So much had happened today. So much.

People think nothing of it, but I've escaped death several times.

Then a phone call came in.

Fyren picked it up and it was Xena.

"Fyren, what are you up to? Come to the pharmaceutical factory at once, I'm waiting for you."

"What is it?

Fyren was devastated: "Wayan! Oh, my God! I've been walking all day. Can't you give me a break? The villain is not a person?"

Xena gasped, thinking, What is this guy talking about?

"No, you said that the batch of drugs need to be destroyed as soon as possible, my team has already arranged to destroy tonight, tomorrow's press conference, we have to work all night."

"Aren't you the vice president of the pharmaceutical company? Just be there!"

"Hee hee, this level of operation, must be the president of the adult you personally sign it!" And you don't want him?"

"I think you big head, you have been hurting me all day! Do you want to tell me if you and Otto are together?"

"Otto? The so-called 'miracle doctor' today? Gee, who do I know? I only care about you."

Fyren was on the verge of tears: "Sister, I beg you, please let me go? Don't give me that crap. In this case, I go to the pharmaceutical factory, I personally supervise the whole process of destruction, you don't go, we don't meet, okay?"

"Well, I can't." Xena said, "The standard destruction process requires the presence of you, me, the head of the FDA, the head of our group's internal review committee, and the relevant notary public. All are indispensable."

Fyren clutched his head in pain: "I know, but I tell you, this time I will definitely go to the end!" Absolutely! You can't set me up!"

Fyren finally shouted, then hung up the phone roughly.

Xena was confused: "Is this guy crazy? What is all this nonsense?"

Fyren lay in the back row, feeling weaker than "drunk" Eliza.

Then the system dingdong.

"The system prompts oh, congratulations to the villain has the heroine Eliza under control, the protagonist is already on the way to rescue, I wish you all the way through the thorns and luck."

Fyren opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Do you still have humanity? "